Today it’s your wedding day.Its every girls dream to be married to their love in chiffon silk gown, prism alter, peony flowers scent penetrating through the elegant dressing room with your mannequin of your dress and attire.Besides your marrying the most wealthy, loving, loyal, dominant and masculine energy authentic men to exist.But deep down…deep down their is void of emptiness and desperation filled inside you..why? Is it that you’re nervous of the future ahead? Is that your just excited for the future ahead? their is something wrong you think.something out of place.You look around your dressing room as their is curlers in your hair for beach waves, you glance at all your cosmetics and apply some blush.something is strange…like it’s not anxiety or excitement it’s danger…just shake it off you think.As you hear the door knock.You jump.You then see your best friend Jessica by the door “Did I startle you?”Jessica chuckles and comes to plop by next to you on a vintage stool Your intuition says “Run away from this.Its the right man but not the right time”.Strange indeed.Then you place your blush down and turn to your friend “What’s wrong? You nervous?”Jessica analyzes your features as you look worried and well scared